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Destination Vegas

Hello Submarine

Destination Vegas

The honeymoon is over, we've got a place to go
we won a dream vacation on the radio
won a dream vacation on the radio
Destination Vegas, leave our baggage behind
for the city in the desert and an altered state of mind
city in the desert and an altered state of mind...

Let's elope to Vegas, join the church of Elvis
hire a pair of jump-suits, steal a Cadillac
choose a ring at Macys, blow a whole month's wages
marry at the drive-thru and never come back
and never come back...

No more fear and loathing, no glass of flat champagne
it's a pop-gun wedding with a rhinestone ball and chain
pop-gun wedding with a rhinestone ball and chain
The King is on the jukebox, the squares have left the floor
the hep cats and the hipsters are knocking down the door
the hep cats and the hipsters are knocking down the door

Let's elope to Vegas, join the church of Elvis
hire a pair of jump-suits, steal a Cadillac
choose a ring at Macys, blow a whole month's wages
marry at the drive-thru and never come back
and never come back...

With a second hand suit and a home-made dress
looking drop dead cute, we can't fail to impress
for a nickle and a dime we could win us a stack
marry at the drive through and never come back
and never come back...

In the name of the Colonel, in the name of the King
taking care of the business with your Grandma's ring...

The honeymoon is over, we've got a place to go
we won a dream vacation on the radio
Destination Vegas, leave our baggage behind
for the city in the desert and an altered state of mind

Let's elope to Vegas, join the church of Elvis
hire a pair of jump-suits, steal a Cadillac
choose a ring at Macys, blow a whole month's wages
marry at the drive-thru and never come back
and never come back...

With our names in lights at the Motel 6
as a plane skywrites, and the fireworks blitz
as the guests food fight with a ten-tier cake
we're gonna burn down the night, we're gonna shimmy and shake

With a second hand suit and a home-made dress
looking drop dead cute, we can't fail to impress
for a nickle and a dime we could win us a stack
marry at the drive through and never come back
and never come back...

Let's elope to Vegas, join the church of Elvis
hire a pair of jump-suits, steal a Cadillac
choose a ring at Macys, blow a whole month's wages
marry at the drive-thru and never come back
and never come back...

 
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